A Second Chance With My Billionaire Love

Chapter 1811-1820

Waylen smoothed Rena’s hair.

He murmured, “If things don’t work out between them, we can just let Cecilia be on her own. we’re family and we’ll always be there for her.”

Rena closed her eyes.

After a brief pause, she opened her eyes and expressed her unease.

“Waylen… I can’t shake this feeling that something might happen tonight. Stay awake with me, just in case.”

Waylen paid heed to her warning.

They lay on the bed and talked intimately, sharing the private moments of a loving couple.

Meanwhile, on the other side of the house, Cecilia cradled Edwin in her arms.

Throughout the night, Cecilia remained wide awake, her anticipation of the impending childbirth keeping sleep at bay.

Her hand tenderly cradled her swelling belly, feeling the gentle movements within.

In just two weeks, their little one would come into the world, yet she hadn’t picked a name for her baby.

In the dim light of the room, Edwin’s voice broke through the silence as he murmured “daddy” in his sleep.

Cecilia touched her son’s face gently, and her heart ached for the little boy… She longed to explain everything to him, yet she could not figure out how.

A sudden sharp pain pierced her lower abdomen, causing her to gasp.

Suddenly, the sheets beneath her were damp.

Her water had broken.

In the midst of her agony, Cecilia found it difficult to utter a word. Clutching her belly, she doubled over, the pain relentless.

Edwin roused from his slumber, witnessed his mother’s distress, her forehead glistening with sweat.

Edwin realized his sister was about to be born.

He hurriedly darted out of his bed, rushing to knock urgently on the door of the neighboring room.

“Uncle Waylen, mommy is going to have a baby!” Edwin exclaimed.

Waylen, in the middle of a conversation with Rena, didn’t hesitate.

He swiftly threw off the quilt and rushed to the opposite room, preceding even a coat.

Rena urgently trailed after Waylen.

As expected, Cecilia was indeed going into labor earlier than anticipated.

Waylen swiftly grabbed a down jacket and gently draped it over Cecilia. With a calm demeanor, he turned to Rena.

“I’ll carry her downstairs. Go wake up Mom and Dad. Make sure someone stays at home to look after the children and the rest of us will take Cecilia to the hospital now.”

Rena nodded, her eyes filled with concern for her sister-in-law.

Two minutes later, the lights in the Fowler’s house flickered to life.

On the first day of the new year, the Fowlers were on the way to welcome a new member into the family.

Waylen was behind the wheel, his focus steady on the road, while Korbyn provided directions.

Rena held Cecilia in her arms. While Edwin, who had insisted on accompanying them, sat next to Rena.

Cecilia broke out in a cold sweat because of the pain.

She was sweating profusely. Clutching onto Rena’s waist, she called out Rena’s name, her voice strained, as if she were speaking in her sleep.

Rena tenderly rubbed Cecilia’s belly, offering soothing words.

“You’ll be fine as soon as you arrive at the hospital.”

Upfront, Waylen’s grip on the steering wheel was firm, his attention solely on the road.

The snowy night made the journey treacherous; every turn had to be navigated with extreme caution. Hence, he didn’t allow his attention to wander elsewhere.

He drove himself, deeply concerned for both his sister’s and the baby’s safety, unwilling to leave anything to chance.

Half an hour later, the black Bentley came to a halt at the hospital, and a team of medical staff swiftly approached, rolling a stretcher toward them. Cecilia was gently transferred onto it and rushed straight to the delivery room.

In the grip of pain, Cecilia was in a daze, her mind clouded.

In her delirium, she muttered a name that still held her heart captive.

Mark.

Waylen was taken aback.

He tenderly leaned down and kissed his sister’s forehead and whispered in a hoarse voice, “I’ll call him, Cecilia.”

“No. Don’t do that.”

Cecilia, amidst her pain, shook her head weakly.

Sweat streamed down Cecilia’s forehead, and embarrassment tinged her face. Tears welled up in her eyes as she pleaded, “Waylen, please don’t call him.”

Waylen’s eyes were heavy.

He held his sister’s hand and nodded, “Okay. I won’t call Mark.”

The walls of the delivery room were totally white. There were also a pair of bright incandescent lamps in the ceiling above.

Cecilia was in excruciating pain.

But she bit down on her lip and looked up at the lights.

Tears streamed down the corner of her eyes, each tear reflecting the gleam of the light.

“Mark. Mark…”

She murmured the name over and over in her heart. It was not that she didn’t want to hear his voice or hear him call her name, but she was just scared.

She was afraid that if Waylen called him, the call would be answered by someone else, instead of Mark himself.

Cecilia missed him very much, and she also hated him very much.

She said to him in her mind, “Mark. I really hate you, you know.

Do you know Edwin has been missing you?

Do you have any idea how happy I was when I came to you and waited for you to accompany me to my antenatal appointment the other day?

Of course you don’t know.

You know nothing.”

Cecilia was feeling throbbing pain, making her feel so dizzy that she didn’t even have the strength to miss and hate Mark anymore. With the series of contractions she was experiencing, it was clear that the child couldn’t wait to come into the world.

Before long, a sharp cry could be heard coming from the delivery room.

This was the first day of the new year, and the Fowler family had just welcomed a new member.

born

one who picked the name for his

simple building with windows that

drinking a cup of

round, no matter how beautiful the

by the window, looking outside. His thin

doctor had almost given up on

alive. He had lived

behind him with a glass of water

medicine,” Peter reminded him in

Mark seemed like he had

a while, he murmured, “Today is the New Year’s Day.

twitched when he

a smile and said, “Yes, during this time of the year, the Evans Gardon would always be

also her favorite food,” Mark

what to say in response to this. But after a moment of silence, he cautiously suggested, “How about you call Rena and

heard this, he began to

he stopped and

seemed it was better if he never called her at all. He knew she

I better not call her,”

didn’t have to give

sad to hear this. Nevertheless, he stepped forward

“Please take your medicine.

I’ll buy you some pumpkin pies. You can have a taste when you

from him

and a nurse came in

she was done, Mark looked sideways

his phone got weaker

was rare for Mark to fall asleep nowadays. This time, he

hospital where Rena gave birth to Alexis. He dreamed that he was still strong and that Cecilia was

doctor had almost given up on

was still alive. He had lived two months longer than

glass of water and medicine in

take the medicine,” Peter reminded him in

he

murmured, “Today is the New

nose twitched when he heard

the Evans Gardon would always be beautifully decorated, and Mrs. Evans would cook your

her favorite

response to this. But after a moment of silence, he cautiously suggested, “How about you call Rena and ask about

began to fumble in his pocket for

stopped and

it was better if he never called her at all.

better not call her,”

give Cecilia too much

this. Nevertheless, he stepped forward and handed him the

“Please take your medicine.

to bed. I’ll buy you some pumpkin pies. You can have a taste when

him and

on the bed, and a nurse came in to

done, Mark

his grip on his phone got weaker and weaker until he finally

to fall asleep nowadays. This time, he had a dream and

dreamed of the hospital where Rena gave birth to Alexis. He dreamed that he was still strong

much like that

him secretly for a while and call him “Uncle Mark” when

fact, this Cecilia in his dream

his arms and gently stroked his face, saying, “Mark, I don’t blame

this point, Mark

of the hospital room were white, just like the

gently closed

needed to have more

he felt cold all over his body.

gone to buy the pumpkin pies by

foreign nurse was in

home. He missed

the food Zoey cooked, and the apartment on Gamous Road, which was where

knew he couldn’t change

give up as long as

if Cecilia still continued to hate him, even if he wouldn’t survive and have her back… He would never

stay strong and fight

finding it difficult to go back

bed and started to make paper planes. He

told Mark that he would invent a plane when he grew up. The plane would be so

go there

fingers trembled as he thought of his

Peter came back to the

had run into a snowstorm on his way,

like I’m just in time. The pumpkin pies are still warm,” he said to his

the paper planes Mark had been

the paper planes and smiled at him,

some of your pumpkin

Mark only actually took a

not more than a

in his mouth, he put down the spoon

eyes

home and have

Angela’s Library

cheerfully assured him. But he could see that Mark

it, Mark’s phone rang. It was

around

when he looked at the caller ID. For

misses you,” Peter urged in a low

broke into a

boy,” he

it might concern Edwin, he decided to answer the phone. It was an

voice sounded a

birth to a girl. Her name is Olivia. Olivia

had given birth to a

so violently that he couldn’t say anything for

silence, Waylen said,

Mark closed his eyes.

a flight to come see you next week. I’ll ask her to take photos of the baby

“Okay,” Mark said softly.

said, “Mark, no matter what, I hope you

except for the emotional entanglement with Cecilia, Mark was a

much in the first half of his life.

Mark sniffed and put down the

duration of the call, he never even dared to ask to speak to

room all along, was eager to hear what had been discussed since all he’d heard were the one or two words that

“What happened?” he asked.

the bed in silence. After a while, he looked up at Peter and said, “Cecilia has given birth to a baby

was happy to hear this and he did a fist pump

great,” he said with a

sign on the first day of the new year. And Olivia is a very pretty

agreement and began to stroke one of

to fly back home to see

Angela’s Library

glance would

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